The Walking Dead s08e07 Episode Script

Time for After

1
Previously on AMC's
"The Walking Dead"
I need to see the Sanctuary.
We both do.
We got a lot more work to do.
Simon: One of our own did this
- is doing this, right now.
[Door creaks]
You need to see Dr. Carson 2.0 A.S.A.P.
I do.
Your choice is to forget Negan,
switch sides again.
No.
[Rick breathing heavily]
[Footsteps approach]
[Lock clicks]
[Door opens]
Rick: It's not too late for you.
My offer still stands.
You can join us
or you can die.
[Flash bulb pops]
[Bulb clatters]
Turn.
[Flash bulb pops]
[Bulb clatters]
[Flash bulb pops]
[Bulb clatters]
[Doors creaking]
Why? Why the pictures?
Sculpt you, after.
- After what?
- After.
[Walkers growling in distance]
[Knock on door]
[Door opens]
[Door creaks]
[Walkers growling in distance]
I'm well-aware you're
the fifth columner.
Green duffel, red paint, workers' guns.
Doesn't require Turing-grade decryption
to grok the truth
that you're the traitor
creeping and colluding with AHK.
It's an acronym I've concocted
Alexandria, Hilltop, Kingdom.
I considered going with KAH,
but it remains a hair too onomatopoeic.
I've been charged by no
less than Negan himself
with cracking the very calamity
you more than likely had
a heavy hand in creating.
So I need you to cease and desist
all betrayals and backstabbery,
fronting and Judas-ness A.S.A.P.
In exchange, I offer to keep what I know
from Negan and the others.
[Gasps]
The Saviors are finished.
Negan's finished.
And this place
what it's been
that's all over.
Food and water's runnin'
low, workers are angry,
the Saviors, they're gettin' scared.
And this place is gonna fall,
and all you have to do
to be on the winning side
is to stand down.
All you have to do is nothing.
Wait.
Let it play out.
Can you do that?
You've seen what happens here
heard the screams
smelled the burning skin.
You don't got blood on your hands yet,
but that's comin'.
Once you do those things,
you become those things,
and there's no goin' back.
No forgettin' it.
What cranks my shaft is bein' safe.
And here me bein' safe
means a whole lot of
other people are safe.
I think about that a great deal.
[Chair creaks]
Yes, I'm Negan
and it ain't perfect,
but we are Saviors.
We save.
Like I said
your cloak-and-dagger's on the Q.T.
All I ask is that you do
nothin' that results in harm
to anyone inside these walls,
and it'll stay that way.
[Door creaks]
[Muffled walkers growling]
What do you think?
[Growling continues]
A day.
Maybe two.
[Growling continues]
[Walkers growling in distance]
Dr. Carson: Eugene.
I could use a little help.
Can you come in?
He's getting worse.
It's an infection.
Maybe more than one.
It's attacking his organs.
It's only a matter of
time until one fails.
- Just wish we had some damn meds.
- Mm.
I wish he hadn't assisted
in the ill-conceived
caper to trap us in here.
I also wish for Razzles,
but if wishes were
horses and all that
- What, you think this is his fault?
- It is.
Not the whole of it,
but he was a member of the campaign.
I do get it
but I shan't forget it.
- Would you sit with him?
- How's that?
I'm gonna head to the marketplace,
see if they have any herbs down there,
try some Eastern medicine on him.
He shouldn't be alone.
And he's your friend.
Eugene: Traveling companion.
Okay. Do you want him to die?
No.
I'll be back soon.
[Door closes]
[Walkers growling in distance]
[Coughing]
[Groans]
Sit.
You look worse than me.
Mm.
I don't appreciate that,
because you look like a
potato and shit casserole.
Sit.
[Coughing]
Are you gonna help me get
Dr. Carson out of here?
Given that this building
is currently surrounded
by a Wilkes-Barre of walkers,
I don't see an escape attempt
without putting to use
the same flawed technique of innards
which landed you in your
status-quo piss-poor condition.
What you may have
forgotten in your request
is that I am a small person
who does not stick his neck out
for anyone other than himself.
I stick firmly within my lane
without any need for a
signal, hand or automatic.
All I want is for you
to do the right thing.
And what is said definition on that?
Can't say I ever sussed it out.
Right for some can be
downright horrific for others,
and knowing that has kept me vertical
when so many have gone horizontal.
It requires faith, trusting yourself.
Believing that God is inside of you
guiding you
and knowing that he has
a plan for all of us.
Is that so hard?
It's absurd.
Is it?
You're a man of science
who not too long ago
would've found it
impossible to believe
that the dead could walk.
So maybe
maybe it's not impossible to believe
that you will know
what the right thing is
when the time comes.
And then
you will you'll act.
Man: Got something.
Looked like a truck, but I
lost visual from the water tower.
[Bird squawking]
[Wood clatters]
It's one of ours.
[Knock on door]
[Door creaks]
Tanya, hello.
You said a week. It's been a week.
Our deal? My boombox?
- Well, yes, I mean
- Did you fix it?
A-Are you serious?
Yeah.
Well, it's not ready.
Our neck is in the
noose of the deceased,
and it is tightening
with every ticktock.
Are you not distressed
that we're trapped?
I was already trapped here.
You've got until tomorrow, Eugene,
and then we renegotiate.
Wait.
[Door creaks]
Would it be possible to take
possession of the second bottle
despite the delivery delinquency?
The deal was one bottle up front
and one bottle after you fix it.
I need it.
You making it into
jet fuel or something?
I've taken to throwing 1.5 fluid
ounces down my gullet most P.M.s
as a necessary requirement
to catching some
increasingly elusive Z's.
Ergo, I need the giggle juice.
[Door creaks]
I get it.
I need help sleeping, too.
I don't get it.
Yes, you do.
You help them, Eugene.
You help him.
I tried to stop this.
Me and Frankie, we came to you,
and we asked you for your help.
You could've changed this
place into something else,
something better.
But you took care of you,
and now you've got to live with that.
I hope this helps.
But it won't.
[Door opens]
Negan wants you.
Tara: Our people are gonna
be at the Sanctuary soon,
asking for their surrender.
We're almost there.
That's why we do it.
We make it happen.
So we cover you with crossfire
from the upper windows,
you crash the truck into the walkers
and through to the building.
Yep, crack it open, Savior buffet.
Rosita: You know the workers will
make it away, up the stairs?
They're on the other side of the
building. They should make it.
You sure?
After we do this,
their only choice is to give up.
It's risky. They could
see the truck comin'.
There weren't any more weapons
at the Saviors' warehouse, right?
No more rockets for the RPG's.
- We work with what we got.
- You got me.
Other snipers, too.
Saviors see you comin',
we got you covered,
whatever it takes.
I want it done.
I want them done.
Daryl: Good.
So, we doin' this or what?
W-Why don't we just wait
it out like we planned?
[Scoffs] Michonne's right.
What you're talking about is
risky. Things could go bad.
Tara: The truck with the speakers
almost took all those walkers away.
It almost did go bad.
Something else could.
Daryl: Even if it don't, we don't
got the Kingdom fighters no more.
I mean, if the Saviors
want to put up a fight,
we don't got the numbers
to make 'em surrender.
That's why Rick's
talking to the Scavengers.
Tara: You got shot. They lied to us.
- You You believe 'em now?
- I believe in Rick Grimes.
I could've done something
sooner, to end this.
I knew about those weapons at Oceanside,
and I waited.
I didn't do shit about it.
With or without you,
I'm not letting that happen again.
Then it's without me.
I'm out.
We got some cars parked
near the east-side lookout.
You can take one and go home.
[Insects chirping]
You staying?
You good with all this?
I helped get this started.
Got to see it through.
You think it's easier
to come out here and risk
than to stay back there and wait.
And I get it I used
to believe that, too.
Thing is sometimes,
you just have to wait.
Sometimes you don't get to know.
I just wish it didn't take
seeing Sasha walk out of
that coffin to realize it.
Daryl: Come on. Let's go.
[Truck door opens]
If things don't get fixed soon,
a lot of people are gonna die.
My people.
Not me, of course.
I'm livin' no matter what.
I am too good at this shit.
But others
I can't have that.
I don't want to see people
get shot up, chewed up,
and chewing up the rest.
I don't want to see
you get eaten, Eugene.
This place,
it's about pooling and
organizing strength.
And you
my friend, are strong.
That spongy organ between your
eyes and your spectacular mullet
is strong,
and I just want to make
sure that you know
that I know that.
Consider me made.
Our pages are utterly and
completely one and the same.
Eugene
I was going for a handshake.
Stand up.
Now, I can see where you'd be confused,
as I rarely do that shit.
A handshake is a sign of mutual respect.
Not many people get that from me.
There's work that needs getting to.
[Head lamp clicks]
[Sasha growling]
[Breathes shakily]
[Exhales deeply]
[Lid creaks]
[Walkers growling in distance]
[Lid creaks]
- [Walkie-talkie clicks]
- Hey, cut that engine.
Any closer, you'll draw
walkers from the yard.
[Brakes squeal, engine shuts off]
Here.
You take fire from the
windows, we fire back.
Come on.
There's a spot for cover by the chutes.
You up for this?
I came here 'cause I wanted
to see things for myself.
I wanted to know that
things were gonna work.
But you know what?
I don't get to know that.
None of us do.
What I do know is that
things are working now.
So maybe
we just need to trust
that things are gonna keep working,
because this
what we're about to do
it's not worth risking us.
It is for me.
Just is.
I hope it works.
I-I really, really do,
but I-I can't do it.
I just can't.
Then you shouldn't.
[Truck door closes]
We got Morgan and the snipers.
We can do this.
Yeah.
We will.
[Walkers growling]
Eugene: Audio recording
for transcription.
Emergency operations
manual, first entry.
Countermeasure approach
for fence incursion.
High pop of undead, good 40,
50 deep to the former fence.
Note to accompany schematics for
audio glider emergency binder.
Audio glider activated for sound,
utilizing music as 96
decibel redirection,
drawing active deceased along
with it away from all exits,
allowing immediate free passage
for permanent redirection,
if successful.
Scratch the if
when When successful.
Hell, yes.
Dwight: Don't turn around.
[Walkers growling in distance]
[Walkie-talkie clicks]
I'm here.
I'm ready.
[Walkie-talkie clicks]
South lookout ready for go.
Man: East lookout, ready.
Man #2: North lookout, ready.
Man #3: West lookout, ready.
[Brakes squeal]
Dwight: Get up, back
away from that thing.
Back away from it!
I'm attempting to save people, Dwight.
And killin' me is killin'
a great many innocents.
When this bird slips its surly bounds,
it's gonna Pied Piper
away their cold corpses
and free this place.
And Negan will kill
Rick and Daryl and Rosita
and all your old friends.
They're former traveling
companions, nothing more.
I'm working with them
to keep them and the people here alive.
We can get rid of Negan.
Just Negan.
And we're almost there.
Negan ain't the dyin' type, Dwight.
- Oh, but you are, Eugene.
- [Voice breaking] I am.
That's exactly why I've not
yet stepped back, as it were.
By my reckoning, I have
two selects on facin' my fate.
One, I abort launch on this glider,
don't free this place
from the stranglehold
of cold teeth/tongues,
and Negan will likely execute me
as what he considers
to be a personal favor.
Or I could go for what's
behind door number two,
take my chances being shot in the back
by a sometime-ally, despite any injury
I may have caused in the past
by delivering a chomp
down on your chode.
[Upbeat music plays loudly]
[Motor whirring]
[Walkers growling]
Now!
[Engine revving]
[Music continues]
[Gunshots]
[Music stops]
[Walkers growling]
[Machine-gun fire]
[Gunshots]
[Machine-gun fire]
[Growling continues]
[Gunshots]
[Machine-gun fire]
[Growling continues]
Daryl, you're clear to the south.
You and Tara should head home.
[Walkers growling]
[Gunfire]
[Indistinct shouting]
[Walkers growling]
[People screaming]
Let's go! Move it! Let go!
[Gunfire]
Fall back! Move!
Move!
Fall back! Move! Move!
[Screaming continues]
[Gunfire]
[Growling continues]
[Gunfire]
[Man screaming]
[Gunfire continues]
Move! Move!
[Growling continues]
[Door creaks]
The answer is no!
I will never, not on your Nelly,
be on board with your plan.
Your invite is declined.
I will not end up like Sasha or you.
You both made your choices,
what I imagine most will
calculate as the right thing,
rolled your D20s and came up dead
and seemingly soon to be.
I cannot do the same.
Now, judge me if you choose,
but I'm seeing 20 for 20,
I'm feeling 10 for 10,
I'm receiving 5 by 5
that staying safe means staying alive,
and I'm A-okay with
doing whatever it takes
to lock that down.
So I will obey Negan.
I will not cover for
anyone's U-turn on loyalties,
and I will damn well make sure
that Dr. Carson stays
cozy, comfy right here
in case I ever require
his healing expertise!
And I won't feel bad about it.
Because I will survive.
It's in my biological imperative.
It's all I know how to do.
[Door slams]
Negan: It'll take an ass-load of ammo.
It will.
Even with shot discipline
and P and Q minding.
Can my bullet maker
fill my guns back up?
If you give my machines to
me or me to my machines
that is an affirmative.
You do realize the storm of
shit I'm gonna dump on Rick
as soon as I am clear of the
shit storm he dumped on me.
I do, indeed.
Goddamn, Eugene.
How does it feel
to be the second-most
important person here?
How does it feel to
save these good people?
It feels great.
Got something else of urgency for you.
Nother item solved.
More than a way out
and a promise of bullets on the way?
Jesus, Eugene, you are magnificent.
I am.
So, what is it?
Tell me.
[Knock on door]
- What?
- [Door opens]
We have the stairs.
But the dead ones
have the lower level
The whole thing.
Not much longer.
See, Eugene has solved
us a way out of this mess.
And he actually says he has a topper.
Yeah?
I think I could fix the intercom system.
Which, uh
would absolutely change the
face of communications here.
That's it?
Sorry.
That kind of thing, uh
well, cranks my shaft.
I'll leave you to the last action item.
[Machine-gun fire in distance]
[Machine-gun fire continues]
[Retches]
[Walker growling]
Time for after.
[Growling continues]
[Grunts]
[Grunts]
Jadis: Subdue!
[Grunts]
[Gunshots]
[Both grunting]
I'm walking out now,
and me walking out means all of you die.
My people There's a lot of them
Won't attack today, but we will attack.
[Walker growling]
You can play your games,
draw your pictures,
sculpt whatever shit you
want, but I am leaving!
After that
maybe you should just run.
We done?
Yes.
Join you.
What then?
The Sanctuary is surrounded.
Walkers.
20 deep around the compound.
You'll come with me there
we'll wait till the others meet us.
When they do, we'll ask the
lieutenants to surrender.
All of us, together.
Then I kill Negan, me alone.
We have a deal?
After, Saviors' things our things.
Yes and yes.
It'll be all of ours.
You'll get a fourth.
- Half.
- A fourth.
Fourth, and I sculpt you after.
Stand for me, those off.
These off, no sculpting.
My boots and my clothes now.
Fourth.
Fourth.
[Brakes squeal]
[Walkers growling in distance]
[Growling intensifies]
- [Walkie-talkie clicks]
- Snipers, report in.
[Static]
This is Rick Grimes.
Does anybody copy?
[Walkie-talkie clicks]